Apparently, the doctor I saw last week was pretty worried by how bad my bronchitis was & had a talk with my usual doc about her concerns. She apparently described my bronchitis as very serious. Yikes! I knew I felt terrible, but I always question my own judgment and wonder about possible hypochondria, so I didn't know how my bronchitis rated on the General Bronchitis Scale of Badness. Apparently, I've got a particularly bad case.
It's true that I'm still utterly exhausted all the time & don't really have the energy to even engage in conversation. When I go for even just a mile-long walk, I pretty much collapse afterward. When I take a few deep breaths in a row, I start coughing and coughing and coughing. If I do engage in conversation, it leads to coughing and coughing and coughing.
But I'm now sleeping through the night and I don't feel like my chest is going to explode right out of my chest when I cough (which is admittedly still pretty frequent), so I've been feeling like things are pretty damn good. It kinda sucks to be told that I'm still really sick.
The doc said that she strongly urges me to continue to mostly quarantine myself for at least 3 more days (more if I'm still coughing), try to rest most of that time, continue taking my bronchitis meds, etc. Compared to last week, I feel like the picture of health & I'm sick of being stuck in the house, so I'm frustrated. But I don't want to drag this out longer than is necessary, and my doc warned me that I could have a drastic relapse if I don't take good care of myself, so I'll be a good little girl and take it easy.
Again, I say, "Curses!"